In Jingzhi Hall, Boss Zhou was furious when he shouted at Long Yan.
"Raise wages with malicious intent, raise wages with malicious intent, raise wages with malicious intent."
Slapping his hand hard on the imperial case, Lao Ba gritted his teeth and said, "Is it not a crime to raise wages for the common people? The merchants in the capital are playing with me like a three-year-old child. I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"
Sun Shouting, the Minister of Hubu, and Situ Yu, the left minister of Hubu, quickly stood up from the embroidered pier, lowered their heads and said nothing.
"Already mute, but still deaf."
Lao Ba smashed the estimated account book just presented by the Ministry of Accounts on the ground: "This quarter's commercial tax is less than 50% of last season. You, the Ministry of Accounts, are all a loser."
The king is the king, and the ministers are ministers. No matter how Sun Shouting and Situ Yu originally supported Lao Ba's ascension to the throne, no matter how good their relationship was in private, whether it was related to official affairs, government affairs, or the country, Lao Ba could not show any kindness.
When the business tax money in Beijing was calculated this season, it was nearly half less than the previous season. Situ Yu was confused, but no matter how confused he was, he had to report it to the emperor. After all, a lot of the tax money had been put to use before it was confiscated.
Lao Sun was more particular. He felt that Situ Yu would easily be sprayed all over his body if he reported it alone, so he accompanied him in after going to court, and then...then Lao Sun was also sprayed all over his body.
Lao Ba's lung capacity was very good, and the imperial court was still two or three meters away from the two of them. His saliva could spray onto Lao Sun's face whenever he opened his mouth.
"Your Majesty, calm down."
Sun Shouting didn't even have the nerve to wipe the saliva on his face, his face full of bitterness: "If there were only one shop and two shops, we would have been punished severely, but there are dozens of shops, hundreds of shops, covering hundreds of industries, and half of them are closed After receiving the information, the old minister sent someone to inquire, and this is what the shopkeepers said..."
"What are you talking about? It's because the wages paid by Four Seasons Villa are too high, because the wages paid by the gymnasium in the north of the city are too high, or because the wages paid by Han You to the people are too high?"
"Yes...that's true, there are still...and..."
Old Sun hesitated, and Situ Yu, who looked like a dazed young man, said bluntly: "Some people say that this is just like the army and the private soldiers of the previous dynasty. If any mansion pays more to the nursing staff than the imperial army, It is several times higher. Whoever wants to join the army will work as a nurse or a private soldier. Han You's move seems to be extremely preferential treatment to the people, but in fact it is a sign of serious trouble. He also said that Han You gave the people so much money that they would be able to live in Shu. , be greedy and slowly slack off.”
Lao Ba was stunned. Even though he was as shameless as he was, he never expected that someone could say such a thing?
"Do they think...the wages they pay to the people are already very high?"
The old man looked like you are teasing me: "If it weren't for Han You, the behavior of the people in Beijing would be out of control, and 30% or even 50% of the people's wages would be taken away. Even if they work hard, many people will not have enough to eat. , this group...this group of beasts who deserve to be cut to pieces actually say that paying more wages will make the people live in despair and be greedy?"
"My daring minister is brave enough to bear the wrath of the public. Although the shopkeepers of these shops in Beijing are merchants, they are not just merchants."
Sun Shouting was also very worried: "The old minister has had the accounts checked and the taxes and debits are correct. According to the culpability, these shops are just closed and do not violate the law."
Situ Yu shouted angrily: "They are secretly exerting pressure together and intending to shut them down. Their intentions are to be punished."
Boss Zhou pinched his eyebrows and felt tired.
When he was a general, he was reasonable and wanted to be legal, but others refused to reason with him and it was illegal.
Now that he is the emperor, he doesn't want to be reasonable anymore, and he doesn't want to be illegal anymore, but others are trying to reason with him again, and he needs to be legal.
Lao Ba increasingly felt that being an emperor was aggrieved to death.
The whole thing revolves around commercial tax, Beijing-China commercial tax.
In the summer, Han You made Lao Ba realize the "potential" of commercial tax, and he worked hard to make dad pay attention to commercial tax.
In the autumn, the third quarter commercial tax plus various taxes really made the court fatter.
As a result, Lao Ba had not been able to enjoy himself for two days. Reality gave him a big mouth and a hint of insincerity.
First, the treasury was not full for two days, and the money was gone.
Secondly, the various provinces don’t know what’s going on. They are all natural and man-made disasters. The business tax figures are available and can be matched, but the money has to be spent on disaster relief in various provinces. It is not sent to Beijing at all and is spent in various places. Gone.
Now, even Beijing-China business tax cannot be collected.
The inability to collect does not mean that you don’t pay, it means that you pay too little.
Why do you pay less? It's because merchants in Beijing earn less.
Why do you earn so little? In the words of merchants, it means that the employees are being kept in a treacherous way. The wages at Four Seasons Villa and Chengbei Stadium are much higher. The wages are so high, which is not conducive to the struggle of the people, especially Han You. , malicious salary increase.
The common people have gone to work at the Four Seasons Villa and Chengbei Stadium. Few people are willing to work in Beijing, and even if they do, it will be a job.
This is obviously nonsense. There are so many people inside and outside Beijing. Let alone one Four Seasons Villa and one stadium. Even if Han You builds ten Four Seasons Villas and ten stadiums, it is impossible for Beijing to suffer from labor shortage.
If Han Youzhen could afford to support all the people in the capital by himself, it would be impossible for Laoba to even hesitate to touch a wealthy family.
The thing is like this, the situation is like this, these merchants have many tricks. They will close today and open tomorrow, or they will say they are not feeling well the day after tomorrow. Anyway, if the shop does not make money, it will not make money. I would rather not make money than to blackmail Han You, too. I don’t want to pay taxes to the court.
These bastards spoke truthfully, and even took the military as an example, saying that if everyone gave so much money to the nursing home, whoever joined the army would become a member of the nursing home, and wouldn't the imperial court be doomed?
If it were just one merchant like this, even if there were ten or dozens of them, Lao Ba would dare to give a direct order to beat them all in.
The problem is that almost 50% of central Beijing, especially Nanshi and Chengxi, has been closed. Now that it is New Year's Eve, the impact is not small.
No one is a fool. Knowing that these merchants are backed by ministers and aristocratic families, there are so many of them. Lao Ba really can't solve this matter with thunderous means. The law does not punish the public. Besides, they have not broken the law and are unwilling to open for business. It's a voluntary act.
"Your Majesty." Situ Yu gritted his teeth and said, "To untie the bell, you have to tie the bell. Now it's because of General Han. How about..."
"Shut up!" Sun Shouting's expression changed drastically, and he said sternly: "Han You harmed one person to benefit thousands of people. This is a great good deed. If he lowers the wages of the villa and the gymnasium in the north of the city, Han You will be Despised by countless people!”
Lao Ba's eyes also turned sinister.
He had thought of every possible way, but he had never thought of giving in and asking Han You to give in!
"Your Majesty has misunderstood, the boss has misunderstood."
Situ Yu explained: "What I mean is that since they are targeting General Han, it is better to order General Han to handle the matter with full authority. I believe that General Han will definitely come up with a way to solve the urgent need."
Sun Shouting shook his head repeatedly: "According to what Your Majesty originally thought, the commercial tax in Beijing has been fixed, and the shortfall is half a million dollars at least. It is possible that Han You cannot fill such a huge gap by himself."
"That's nonsense. Han You abides by the law, so why should he spend his own money to fill the holes in the court?"
Lao Ba also thought this was too ridiculous: "Furthermore, where does Han You have any money left? Before you entered the palace, Han You's subordinates handed over 300,000 silver notes to the Ministry of Household Affairs yesterday for road construction. Then Even if he were the hen that laid golden eggs for Four Seasons Villa, he wouldn’t be able to raise so much money.”
Sun Shouting sighed: "Yes, if Han You can raise 500,000 yuan, what will I do as the minister of household affairs? Why not ask him to be the minister of household affairs?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young eunuch walked in: "Your Majesty, the Yidao Guards Xiaoqi Han You Han Xiao...General Han is outside the palace."
"Han You is here?"
Lao Ba looked happy, but also slightly confused: "Why don't you just go into the palace?"
"General Han heard that Lord Sun and Lord Situ Yu were discussing state affairs with His Majesty, so he was just waiting outside the palace. I...I saw that it was freezing outside, so I took it upon myself to come in to report."
Wen Wu, who remained silent, glanced at the young eunuch with admiring eyes.
Lao Ba waved his hand: "Pass, enter the palace."
